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[06 Sep 2003|12:17am] |
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I wanted to update before I went to bed but I don't have all that much to say. I went into work tonight. Some cool people were in. The people at my party were pretty ignorant. Learned a new game. Found 13 cents. I talked to by boss about moving to the line. He said I'm a really good worker and I'm next on the list. He'll have me on the line and busing. I was like Thank you!
I have a lot of stuff on my mind. I wish for once my head was clear and I had most, if not all, of the answers. I'd like to talk to some people about it. Not sure if I will. It's complicated and I don't want to argue.
Well, I'm going to bed. I have work again tomorrow night from 7-12. Hopefully it will be better than tonight.
Goodnight!
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| Mr. Feeny: Friendship for example, is a real gift. It's given with no expectations and no gratitude is needed, not between real friends. |
[06 Sep 2003|03:25pm] |
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I think I should be doing some reading right now, but I can't seem to clear my head. I have so many things that I want to say and a "limited" time to say it. And some of it isn't too pleasant, but it needs to be said. I think I may write it down instead. This way it's out of my head, it's on paper and then I can do something with it. I know this isn't the easiest thing to understand. I'm pretty confused myself.
Cory: Mr. Feeny, under my desk is a key. It opens locker 703 in a Florida station. In there is all my homework from the past 5 years. I'm actually a wonderful student. I listen and I know everything!
Mr. Feeny: What's the capital of Montana?
[Pause]
Cory: You're not going to Florida, are you?
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